'fed up'anger'
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Angery is My Name
Anger burrows in my soul and feeds a fire tha burns bright
I look out the window and into my problems and see the danger and fright
I feel the heat raise to my head and my ears are bright
Bullying,
Why do people do it,
Why do people try to bring you down,
Why do they make you frown,
They try so hard,
To make you feel like lard,
But you just say to your self,
A shadow over my visionMaking everything blood redI yell and they ingnoreI feel like I am 100ft undergroundSo deep in an ocean of angerThat no one can hear my screamThey're either ignoring meOr I'm not loud enoughI can't see anything But the heat
